He took a few sips and drank up all the sour plum soup.
After drinking, he wiped his mouth and showed the empty bowl to Su Man.
"No, it's gone!"
Su Man pursed her lips and almost cried.
"Why don't you leave me any?"
"Husband? You don't love me anymore."
Lin Ye looked at Su Man's red eyes and suddenly panicked.
"No, wait until your little days are over, then I'll make it for you."
"Little ancestor, you're crying over a bowl of sour plum soup? No, no, your husband is wrong."
As he spoke, Su Man's tears began to fall.
"It's so bad, so bad, you don't know, I don't want to eat anything these past two days, I just want to drink some sour plum soup."
"You won't let me drink, and you won't let me cry."
She was being unreasonable, but Lin Ye didn't show any impatience at all. Instead, he was filled with heartache.
"Yes, yes, as for that, Lin Ye really deserves to die!"
"Let's make sour plum soup tomorrow, but it can't be ice cold, okay?"
"Look, it's already so late. It's too late to stay up any longer."
"Or, let's go to sleep and there will be something to drink when we wake up."
Lin Ye persuaded and coaxed her softly, and Su Man's emotions subsided, and she also felt a little embarrassed.
Smelling the sour and sweet taste of plum soup in Lin Ye's mouth, he couldn't help but look up and kiss him.
"Well, then, let's satisfy our craving first..."
She was really like a greedy cat hooking Lin Ye's tongue... and sucking it.
Lin Ye came to his senses, picked up Su Man and went back to the house.
"Okay, I'll give it all to you..."
The night wind outside the window brings the coolness of autumn, but inside the house, it is as hot as midsummer.
Su Man felt like she was about to melt...
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